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Han dogs are Han dogs, and even if they carry the flag, they are Han dogs. In my eyes, you Han dogs from Liaodong and the southerners are no different. They just used as coat slaves for Manchurian bannermen a few days ago. Why, do you really think you are a bannermen? Tell you Han dogs, in my eyes, you will always be a coat slave!

These words echoed in Chen Shuncai's mind repeatedly, and each word sounded like a needle and a bayonet.

He clenched his fists tightly, the blue veins on his forehead were exposed, the Adam's apple swayed up and down, and his chest swelled like a sheepskin raft.

I am not a Han Dog, I am not a Han Dog!

Only then could Chen Shun feel the anger coming from deep in his chest and abdomen. But the anger faded a lot to his throat, and finally the hysterical roar turned into a low whimper.

Chen Shuncai turned around silently and ignored the humiliated old Han man.

Although he was unwilling to admit it, he could still see his shadow in this old man. In the years in Liaodong, he even lived worse than this old man in the most difficult times.

Originally, these memories have gradually faded with the passage of time, but at this moment they are all awakened and poured in like a tide.

Why bother to feel unhappy? After all, this matter has nothing to do with him.

Chen Shuncai silently comforted himself in his heart, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I am a bannerman, and no matter whether the Manchu soldiers are willing to admit it or not, they cannot change this fact.

During this trip to Shandong, I must grab a woman who is well-off and give birth to a few children with her. Many years later, I will definitely have a long descendant and a prosperous population. Who will remember that I used to be a coat slave for the Manchus? Everyone will only remember that I was a flag soldier who made great achievements for the Qing Dynasty.

Time will dilute everything, and in the end everyone will accept the fact that I am a bannerman, and I will definitely do it!

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Qianqing Palace in Nanjing.

Zhu Cilang was lying in front of the imperial desk and painting with concentration.

But what he drew was not a landscape, flowers and birds, but a structural diagram of a flintlock rifle.

Although he was a history professor in his previous life, he was also a military enthusiast. He often visited forums and discussed with gun fans the feasibility of arranging flintlock rifles in the Ming Dynasty in the 17th century.

He clearly remembered that a gun fan posted a detailed structural diagram of the flintlock on the forum. Although this structural diagram is not very complete in his mind now, there is no problem to roughly outline it based on his memory.

Zhu Cixuan admitted that there were many firearms in the Ming Dynasty and were relatively advanced at the same time. However, according to the historical progress, the mesh gun would eventually be replaced by flintlock guns, and the borehole guns would also be replaced by breech guns.

Since you already know the choice of history, why didn’t Zhu Ciyang prepare in advance?

Of course, Zhu Cixuan could not give too much guidance to the craftsmen on the specific manufacturing process. He could only draw a simple structural diagram and then give a brief introduction to the important principles of use.

The craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty had a very high understanding and were still possible to make a flintlock rifle based on the structural diagram when they were aroused.

Zhu Cixuan has a very good attitude towards this. If these craftsmen can develop flintlock rifles, they will naturally be the best. They can gradually replace the clamps equipped in the army. Even if these craftsmen cannot develop flintlock rifles, it will not be much of a loss for Zhu Cixuan. Anyway, he still has a high-quality clamps guaranteed.

Although the convex gun is difficult to be equipped and large-scale high-density killing is implemented, it cannot be underestimated as long as the quality is improved.

Zhu Cixuan still firmly believed that firearm equipment was just an auxiliary, and what was really fighting on the battlefield was execution and courage.

An army without execution is a mess, and an army without courage is a mob.

In Zhu Cixuan's plan, the Shence Army will definitely expand its army in the future. How to cultivate the Shence Army into a personal army who is fearless and resolutely implements the orders is Zhu Cixuan's current top priority.

After Zhu Cixuan drew the structural diagram of the flintlock rifle, he called a confidant eunuch to seal it up and quickly sent it to the Ministry of Works and handed it over to the Minister Gao Hongtu, and ordered him to send someone to start the development immediately.

Zhu Cilang did not intend to pass the cabinet in this matter, but issued a direct order.

The flintlock rifle is a big killer, and the fewer people know, the better.

If you pass through the cabinet, the six departments will also need to be copied and filed. Wouldn't the officials in the court know about it?

"The Emperor, Minister of War Lu Zhenfei asked for a meeting."

When Zhu Cilang was ecstatic, a eunuch suddenly reported it.

"Prince."

Zhu Cilang spit out a word without hesitation.

In a moment, Lu Zhenfei walked into the hall, came to the warm pavilion and knelt down to the emperor and saluted respectfully.

"My Minister of War Lu Zhenfei bowed to Your Majesty, long live my emperor."

After the ceremony, Zhu Cilang raised his hand and smiled, "I'm calm."

"Come here, give me a seat."

Zhu Cilang gave an order, and immediately a little eunuch took a brocade pun and placed it behind Lu Zhenfei.

"I thank your Majesty for your grace."

After Lu Zhenfei thanked him, he sat down carefully, but only half of his butt was covered with a pier and his spine was straight.

"I will see you when I enter the palace, but what is important?"

Zhu Cixuan still has a good impression of Lu Zhenfei. This person is very capable in doing things and is a rare hawk. It is perfect for him to take charge of the Ministry of War under the current situation.

"Your Majesty, Shandong Tang News!"

Lu Zhenfei explained his purpose in just a few words, which was very consistent with his capable personality.

"Oh? I have reported from Laitang, Shandong? I will report to me quickly."

Generally speaking, the Tang newspapers in various places will be sent to the cabinet by the Ministry of War, and the cabinet will be classified and handed over to the emperor for the reading.

This time Lu Zhenfei actually entered the palace in person to ask for the meeting with the saint, which is enough to show that it is of great importance.

"I obey the order."

Lu Zhenfei responded respectfully: "This morning, the Ministry of War received a report from Shandong Tang. The Donglu army approached Dezhou. According to preliminary estimates, there were 5,000 armored soldiers and 20,000 auxiliary soldiers. General Qin Gongming, a general, planned to report from Tang to the court."

"What else did General Qin say in the Tang newspaper?"

Zhu Cilang asked slowly.

"Report to Your Majesty, General Qin has no more to say except that."

Lu Zhenfei reported the truth.

"Yeah, I understand."

Zhu Cilang closed his eyes and began to analyze the situation in Shandong.

Five thousand people.

According to the Qin Gongmingtang newspaper, this is the number of troops sent by the Qing court to collect Shandong this time.

As for the 20,000 auxiliary soldiers, Zhu Cilang naturally would not include them. The so-called auxiliary soldiers are just a nicer statement, and in fact they are mostly cannon fodder used to fill trenches. Such people naturally have no combat power.

Zhu Cixuan knew that in history, the Qing Dynasty sent Jueluo Bahana, and Shi Tingzhu collected almost thousands of people from Shandong. It seems that Dorgon was seriously involved in Li Zicheng on the Western Front.

As for who was the commander of the Qing army, Zhu Cixuan didn't care.

Shandong is no longer Shandong, which had no soldiers in history.

No matter who it is, it is definitely a delusion to rely on 5,000 people to conquer tens of thousands of troops!

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Chapter completed!